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To regain the surface, the operator emptied his tank with two brass forcing pumps, one at each hand. Such was the first submarine of which we have any record. It was built with a definite purpose: to destroy the British fleet. David Bushnell, first in many things, was the first to demon- strate that gunpowder can be set off under water, and that a submarine charge, lying against a ship, will wreck the ship in its explosion. His vessel carried on top, behind the hatch, an egg-shaped magazine of oak, containing one hundred and fifty pounds of gunpowder, a clock set to unpin ion a gunlock at any given time, and a detonating apparatus. This bomb was to be attached to the bottom of a ship by a large wood screw, set in front of the turret and turned by a handle within the submarine. The operator's task was to bore a hole in the ship's timber and then to detach the screw, which was hound by a rope to the mag- azine. This, being lighter than water, should rise against the ship's bottom and bring the enemy to an ingenious doom. I T was about eleven, with the moon yet unrisen and an ebb tide flowing, w hen the whale hoats left Whitehall with the Turtle in tow. The British fleet was lying in the roadstead north of Staten Island. When the Conti- nentals had rowed as near the sleeping vessels as they dared, Ezra Lee entered his craft. The cap was screwed down, the glimmering windows faced toward the Eagle, Admiral Howe's flagship, and with an eerie air of purpose the monster swam away. The whaleboats turned about and pulled back against the current to Manhattan. The tide was running out, swift and imperious. The men-of-war were dark, and before he knew it, the Sergeant found himself in their lee. Recog- nizing his misfor- tune, he got his craft about, and by hard labor at the crank for two and a half hours work- ed his way back to his prey. In the moonlight he could see men moving on a fifty-gun ship, and could hear their con- versation. He closed up overhead, let in water, spun his paddles furiously, and soon found himself bumping the ship's bottom. He could not worry about the noise of his collisions; the man -of- war's men, if they thought of it at all, might attribute it to a blundering log. He groped his way to the flagship's stern, dropped his propeller crank, seized the handle operating the wood screw. He turned in a kind of void; the screw point would not bite, wheth- er, as Bushnell later eXplained it, be- cause Lee had struck the iron bar bind- ing the rudder hinge, or, as Lee averred with greater likelihood, because the pressure of the screw merely caused the submarine to rebound, instead of pene- trating the sturdy oak of Old England. H<e attacked several times, after each failure working his way painfully back to his oblivious victim. Rising to the surface for a fresh sup- ply of air, he found his windows gray. The day was breaking. He dived again, and made a final vain effort to attach his mine. There was nothing more to be done. To delay further would bring only the loss of his machine and all its secrets and all the hopes that it contained. The tide had turned and was setting northward. He glanced at his com- pass, to shape his course for the four- mile journey beneath hostile waters. His compass failed him; probably the chilled fox fire had lost its virtue. He was obliged to find his way blindly be- tween the menaces of the enemy above the surface and the bars and eddies be- low. Grinding wearily at his cranks, he rose at dangerously frequent inter- vals to take his bearings. He came to the surface to find him- self only a few hundred yards from Governors Island. The British were astir; hundreds of them came running to the parapet, with much shouting, which seemed to signify curiosity rather than fright. A party came down to the beach, manned a barge, and came dipping toward the wide-eyed sea beast. Lee filled his craft with air, closed his ports, and submerged. One de- fence remained to him. He reach- ed for the trigger which released his bomb, and set it free, "expecting," says the friend who preserved his story, a cer- tain Dr. Thach- er, "that they would seize that likewise, and thus would be blown to atoms together." But the British, observing the dis- appearance of the windowed levia- than, and a strange egg floating on thp